- David Foster Wallace
But when one listens to music, all this is: that
some people lie in their graves and sleep, and that one woman is
alive—gray-haired, she is sitting in a box in the theatre, quiet and
majestic, and the avalanche seems no longer meaningless, since in nature
everything has a meaning. And everything is forgiven, and it would be
strange not to forgive.
The Ogre does what ogres can,
Deeds quite impossible for Man,
But one prize is beyond his reach,
The Ogre cannot master Speech:
About a subjugated plain,
Among its desperate and slain,
The Ogre stalks with hands on hips,
While drivel gushes from his lips.
- Auden
I cannot live with You –
It would be Life –
And Life is over there –
Behind the Shelf
The Sexton keeps the Key to –
Putting up
Our Life – His Porcelain –
Like a Cup –
Discarded of the Housewife –
Quaint – or Broke –
A newer Sevres pleases –
Old Ones crack –
- Dickinson